STUNNING NODDLES
Seeing Li Gongcheng arrive, Old Lady Mo put her milk cup on the tea table, and kindly said, "Xiaoli is here, take a seat."
Li Gongcheng responded with a smile, "I won't sit, Old Lady. The Second Master has a flight to Guangguan at 10 o'clock. Today, our driver Mr. Wang is not here, and I have to take him to the airport. Eat your noodles while they are hot, they'll stick together in a bit."
"Guangguan?" Old Lady Mo frowned slightly, "So far! When is he coming back?"
Li Gongcheng continued, "He just has to sign a contract and can come back the same day."
"Oh," Old Lady Mo nodded, sighing, "Transportation is so advanced now! It would have taken three to five days to get to Guangguan ten years ago, but now you can go and return on the same day. It's like a dream."
There's a whole distance of over two thousand and one hundred kilometers between Beijing and Guangguan!
Li Gongcheng scratched his head, "Indeed, our China is becoming more and more powerful, and it will only get better in the future." He continued, "Old Lady, these noodles taste really good. Eat them while they are hot. Oh, there's homemade chili in it too. You can add some if you like spicy food. I have to go now, I'll come and visit you when I have time."
"Sure, go ahead, your work is more important." Old Lady Mo said, waving her hand with a smile.
After Li Gongcheng left, Old Lady Mo sighed slightly and glanced at the insulated box. She used to like eating noodles indeed, but after a lifetime, she was fed up with them. When she considered feeding her noodles to the cat, she remembered that this was her grandson's goodwill, how heartbroken Beicheng would be if she fed it to the cat?
She was a good grandmother, she couldn't do anything to hurt her grandson's feelings.
With these thoughts, Old Lady Mo opened the insulated box. As soon as the cover was lifted, a tempting aroma rushed into her face, instantly whetting the appetite.
Old Lady Mo's face was full of surprise. The bowl of noodles completely exceeded her expectations. On the golden soup noodles were tender white fish slices and pickled cabbage, sprinkled with white sesame and cilantro. Just smelling it would make you salivate.
Old Lady Mo, who usually had a poor appetite, suddenly felt a great urge to eat. She started slurping the noodles, which fully absorbed the fresh and tangy pickled cabbage fish soup, made them irresistibly delicious. Just one taste and you'll want another, she felt like she could eat her tongue.
Before long, Old Lady Mo was sweating profusely, her face flushed, and the strength that had previously disappeared slowly began to recover. She looked a lot more lively overall.
When the maid came to deliver chicken soup, she was stunned – was this really Old Lady Mo eating?
"Old lady?" The maid looked at Old Lady Mo with a stunned expression. How long has it been since she last saw Old Lady Mo enjoying her food so much?
Old Lady Mo, without raising her head, said, "Just leave the soup there, I'll drink it later."
"Okay," The maid put the chicken soup on the table.
When she had finished, Old Lady Mo gulped down the noodle soup from the thermos, looked at the maid, and said with an unsatisfied expression, "Mother Wu, get me another bowl of noodles."
Old Lady Mo was never a foodie, but she had been conquered by these noodles.
She had never known that a simple bowl of noodles could be so delicious. Despite fish being in it, there wasn't even a hint of fishy taste, the meat was incredibly tender.
Only then did Mother Wu, stunned, say, "Old Lady, should I ask the kitchen to cook you some noodles?"
Only then Old Lady Mo realized that the noodles were bought from outside. She laughed and said, "Never mind, our kitchen can't make them as tasty. I'll just call Beicheng."
With that, Old Lady Mo made the call. As soon as the call got through, Old Lady Mo couldn't wait to say, "Beicheng, the noodles that Xiaoli delivered are so delicious! Your grandma has lived for so long but has never tasted such delicious noodles! Can you please ask Xiaoli to deliver another bowl to me?"
One bowl was simply not enough.
Old Lady Mo was still hungry, and this bowl was already empty!
On the other end, Beicheng was also slightly startled, then gently said, "Okay, grandma, wait a moment, I'll talk to Xiaoli now."
After hanging up the phone, Beicheng couldn't help wondering, just what kind of noodles would make his picky grandma rave about them?
Could the unlicensed noodles sold at the small stall really taste that good?
Surely, just like children, the elderly love novelty. Perhaps, there was nothing special about these noodles, it was merely the novelty factor. Beicheng touched his temple, the corners of his mouth curled up in a helpless smile.
The sunlight entered through the window, casting a light golden halo on him. Everything seemed unreal, as if in a painting.
A charming gentleman, gentle as jade.
That must certainly refer to the likes of Beicheng.
After hanging up the phone, Old Lady Mo sat on the sofa, eagerly awaiting Li Gongcheng's delivery of the noodles.
Upon seeing this, Mother Wu, with a beaming smile, said, "Old Lady, Master Song is truly a considerate and good boy. It's been years since I've seen you enjoy eating so much."
Old Lady Mo also replied with a smile, "Beicheng has always been so thoughtful..."
Before she could finish her sentence, the phone rang.
Mother Wu quickly ran over to answer it. But as she listened, her face turned a strange shade.
After hanging up the phone, Old Lady Mo immediately asked, "What's wrong, Mother Wu?"
Mother Wu looked at Old Lady Mo with a complicated expression, then said, "It was Young Master Song who called. He said the noodle stall has closed for the day, and we can only ask Xiaoli to bring it to you tomorrow morning."
At this, Old Lady Mo looked disappointed, "Ah... is that so?"
Mother Wu nodded, "That's what Master Song said." Then she handed over the chicken soup to Old Lady Mo, "Drink some chicken soup first."
Old Lady Mo, who had tasted the delicious pickled fish noodles, couldn't even drink half a sip of chicken soup. She waved her hand and said, "Forget the chicken soup, go get me some porridge and some pickles."
"Okay," Mother Wu turned around and left.
Soon, Mother Wu came back in with porridge and pickles. Because the pickled fish noodles she had before were appetizing, Old Lady Mo ate the porridge very deliciously. Her appetite was much better than usual, which also brightened up her spirits.
After finishing the meal, the old lady went for a walk in the back garden.
Old Lady Mo's appetite had always been a concern for everyone in the Mo family. After all, to have a healthy body, you need to have a good appetite.
Eat well, and you'll be twice as healthy.
Mother Wu excitedly called everyone in the Mo family to share this news.
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